Without Further Ado: My New Hort Tattoo

I just got home from getting my birthday tattoo. I’m tired and very, very sore. I held up like a brave little soldier during the actual procedure, but now I feel like a rag doll that did 4 hours of circuit-training.

Details: I went to Speakeasy Tattoo in the Flatiron Building in Wicker Park, Scott Fricke did this work and he was A-friggin’-mazing. Seriously. It took a little over 2 hours to make something this awesome.

But first, I dedicate this tattoo to all the horticulturists out there that see badly pruned red-twig Dogwoods, standing out brightly against the snow, that want to stop the car- literally pull over, tresspass in a stranger’s yard or perhaps public golf course… and prune the devil out of those Dogwoods to make the world a little bit better of a place. Yeah. You.
I’m too achey to post the during shots here, but I’ll post them on the Kiss My Aster Facebook page. Maybe. Forum, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…

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About Amanda Thomsen

Big, loud and fun- Amanda Thomsen landscapes by day and blogs at night. Her blog, Kiss My Aster, on Horticulture magazine's website has alienated/enraptured dozens.
She co-authors a blog called Plants That Suck that is about plants that suck. And she is the less popular half of the podcasting team, Good Enough Gardening, which makes her feel like the "Roy" of of Siegfried and Roy, but without the mauling. She lives in Chicago and does not EVER put ketchup on hot dogs.